There can be but better ways from yesterdays to meSomewhere there are better days for better ways to beSunny days have funny ways of quieting the roarIs it still a blessed thing to live and live some moreAnd I'm left with the truth and I'm right in my mindGiven some of the time maybe neverSo I walk in these shoesWhen I feel it's the bluesIf it ain't it will doYeahI woke up early one morning like I'd been under a spellGazed into the mirrord reflectionSaid I had to do it or elseOooh things are thru.